Shi Sheng returned to the bedroom and opened the chat app.
Beep beep beep — —
【Number One Marksman: Su Xiaoxin, what are you doing so late at night? Go to sleep??】
Hao Baobao's message had just been sent, right before she went online.
【Su Xin: Cultivation.】
【Number One Marksman: Cultivation my ass, go to sleep!!】
【Su Xin: I just got up, why sleep.】
Shi Sheng ignored Hao Baobao after replying, but he was too noisy, so Shi Sheng blacklisted him again.
After blacklisting him, she wisely turned off her phone, or else Hao Baobao would call her from now until dawn.
She didn't want to be bombarded.
Her chat history with Wen Gu was still at the point where she went to sleep. After she finished speaking, he didn't say a word.
Tsk …
【Su Xin: Guru, come cultivate.】
Wen Gu didn't reply. She didn't know if he was online or typing.
Shi Sheng played a game out of boredom, but he still didn't reply when she came back. It wasn't until she defeated several bosses that Wen Gu replied with one word.
【Chang Xia: Sleep early and wake up early.】
Shi Sheng raised her eyebrows. He knew to sleep early and wake up early.
【Su Xin: Guru, are you using American time?】
【Chang Xia: If you want to talk about the cover, please find someone else.】
【Su Xin: Others are boring, I like you, Guru.】
【Chang Xia: …】
It wasn't like she hadn't met crazy fans before. Wen Gu knew that this was also a crazy fan, um … a powerful fan with some skills.
【Su Xin: Guru, why aren't you sleeping?】
【Chang Xia: Writing.】
【Su Xin: Is it better to write at night?】
She could write at any time, there was no such thing as writing at night was better … The main thing was that if she couldn't write, she would start a new book.
【Chang Xia: I'm busy during the day.】
【Su Xin: Busy? What are you busy with?】
【Chang Xia: Private matters.】
Shi Sheng realized that other than the cover issue, this person could talk to her in long sentences, but for other questions, he was usually concise.
Shi Sheng scratched her chin and replied after a while.
【Su Xin: Guru, let's talk about the origin of life.】
[Changxia: If you have the time, why don't you change the map?]
[Su Xin: We can discuss it before we change it. I can change it to whatever you want. Isn't that a good deal?]
[Changxia: …]
[Su Xin: Guru, don't be so otherworldly. As a mortal, you should be more down-to-earth, right? Isn't this human nature?]
Su Xin: Guru?
[Su Xin: … Guru, guru, guru?]
After those six dots, Wen Gu didn't pay attention to Shi Sheng anymore, but he didn't go offline either. No one knew what he was doing.
When Shi Sheng was bored, he searched for his pen name on the Internet. However, there were only works, no photos, and no information about his life.
History of the Ages was his first fantasy novel. In the past, he had only written short stories … yep, more literary novels, and he was a best-selling author.
For such an author to suddenly write a Xuanhuan novel and sell it so well, it was simply poisonous.
…
In the next few days, Wen Gu seemed to have disappeared. It was Yang Huai who told her about the changes in the map several times.
[Su Xin: Can I come back if I change Wen Gu?]
[Yang Huai: … Where did you find out his real name?]
[Su Xin: Would you believe me if I told you that I hacked your backer?]
[Yang Huai: …]
[Yang Huai: Teacher Su Xin, please don't cause trouble. Please change the map properly. Otherwise, we can't use it and can only terminate the contract.]
Yang Huai used a businesslike tone. This circle wasn't that big. Different people would know each other before and then know some secrets. This wasn't a big deal.
Yang Huai only thought that Shi Sheng heard it from someone else.
[Su Xin: Why doesn't anyone believe the truth? Let Wen Gu tell me and I'll change it.]
[Yang Huai: Let me die. jpg]
At this moment, Yang Huai wanted to die. She had shown the new artist to him, but his drawing wasn't as good as this one. However, this person was so difficult to deal with. Changing the map was like asking for her life.
It wasn't asking for her life. Previously, she was too lazy to change it. She didn't lack the money. It was that idiot Hao Baobao who made the decision.
As for now, of course, it was all for her wife.
No matter how big the world was, nothing was more important than her wife.
[Yang Huai: He has something to do and won't be online for the time being. Teacher Su Xin, you can change it first. When he comes online, you can tell him.]
[Su Xin: What's the matter?]
[Yang Huai: Private matter.]
[Su Xin: Then I'll wait for him to come online. It's okay. You can use another artist. I don't mind. When the time comes, I'll compensate you for the breach of contract. You won't lose out.]
[Yang Huai: …]
You don't mind, but we do!
No matter what Yang Huai said, Shi Sheng ignored him. In the end, he could only give up on the idea and communicate with the other artist.
This artist's problem was worse than Shi Sheng's because of Wen Gu. Now, he had changed it to the point that he had nothing to live for. He was probably going to quit. As an editor, Yang Huai had to appease the artist. Otherwise, if both sides couldn't produce the map, who would he cry to?
He was also very desperate to meet an author who found fault with everything.
Shi Sheng put down his computer and looked at the person who looked like he had nothing to live for.
"How long are you going to tie me up for?" The man saw that Shi Sheng finally looked at him, so he immediately spoke up. His voice was a little hoarse.
Other than eating, he was tied up all the time. Even when he went to the toilet, he was tied up. Did they know how difficult it had been for him?
"I'll tie you up until Mr. Fan contacts me."
"Why am I so unlucky?" The man wailed.
He had been in the industry for so many years and had never failed. Who knew that he would fall into the hands of a woman? If word got out, people would laugh their heads off.
He might as well die!
Eh … No, he couldn't die.
The man quickly dismissed the idea and said to Shi Sheng, "My hands and feet are numb. I still have time to get some fresh air even after I'm in prison. Let me move around first."
"Do you think you're in prison?" Shi Sheng sneered.
The man was speechless.
Ahhh, Mr. Fan, why haven't you called yet? If this goes on, I's going to die!
The man was tied up for another day. Only then did his phone, which had been placed on the coffee table, respond.
The man's eyes lit up as he stared at the phone. It's here, it's here. I can finally be released.
Shi Sheng untied him and passed the phone to him.
The man almost cried tears of joy.
"If you let it slip, I'll kill you." Shi Sheng smiled.
The man's joy was immediately suppressed. He quickly composed himself, took a deep breath, and answered the call. "Mr. Fan."
Shi Sheng was looking at the computer with his earpiece. The voice on the other end could be heard clearly.
Mr. Fan: "Is it done?"
The man immediately nodded. "It's done, it's done."
Mr. Fan: "Send the things to me and I'll give you the address."
The other end seemed to be about to hang up. The man looked at the words that Shi Sheng typed on his phone and hurriedly said, "Mr. Fan, please wait. This matter is very troublesome. I want to ask for more money."
Mr. Fan paused for a few seconds. "How troublesome?"
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